Lyrics for songs that aren't included in the official CD insert are figured out by fans. There may be a difference of opinion on what is being sung. The box text are the linner notes from Roland.
 

Saturnine Martial & Lunatic (1996)
 
 

Johnny Panic And The Bible Of Dreams
 

I dream of heaven
I dream of heaven
I dream of heaven

(RAP)
High time we made a stand and shook up the views of the common man
And the lovetrain rides from coast to coast
D.J.'s the man we love the most
Could you be, could you be squeaky clean
And smash any hope of democracry
As the headline says you're free to choose
There's egg on your face and mud on your shoes
One of these days they're gonna call it the blues

Johnny Panic
Johnny Panic And The Bible Of Dreams

I get excited by the news of today
What seems unstable may be able to stay
Johnny Panic
Johnny Panic and The Bible Of Dreams

I dream of heaven, yeah

(RAP)
I spy tears in their eyes
They look to the skies for some kind of divine intervention
Food goes to waste
So nice to eat, so nice to taste
Politician grannie with your high ideals
Have you no idea how the majority feels
So without love and a promise land
We're fools to the rules of a goverment plan
Kick out the Style. Bring back the Jam
Bring back the Jam

My flame is heart, My baby do as she please
What good is living, when you live in disease
Johnny Panic
Johnny Panic and The Bible Of Dreams

I dream of heaven, it's a heavenly place
Why fall in love when you can fall from grace
With Johnny Panic
Johnny Panic and The Bible Of Dreams

I dream of heaven
I dream of heaven
I dream of heaven
 
 
 

In the inner CD booklet, Roland says... The B-Side for Advice for The Young at Heart from the Seeds of Love Album. The title was stolen from a book of the same name by Sylvia Plath. At the time, I was curious to hear the verse of Sowing the Seeds sung as a rap and it was this combined with a Talking Heads style chorus sung over the chord structure of Shout that gave rise to the track. Due largely to the use of a rather fashionable (at the time) drumloop, the track received a fair bit of play in dance clubs where it caught the attention of a young band called Fluke who consequently remixed it into a much higher state. The remix was then released anonmously as a single in its own right and got to the number I in the British dance chart.

The Big Chair
 

She wants to sit beside you in your big chair
In your big chair

The devil has the power to assume appleasing shape.

She wants
 
 

The B-Side of Shout. This track was very much inspired by the film Sybil about a woman suffering from multiple personalties undergoing psychotherapy. The big chair in her therapist office is the place Sybil feels safest to recount the horrors of her childhood. I always felt this piece was a soundtrack to the middle ages perhaps her childhood horrors stemmed from those times, certainly the fairlight II  we used to make it did. (Chris)

Schroedinger's Cat
 

Last train to Norwich
Summer days that blind your face will soon be dead and gone
Better get it on
Tuned to a day the babe against the world
You took the best seat rather risk it when the chips were down
Better make it long
Schrodinger's cat is dead to the world

You say your cat sees in the dark
You criticize the play and isolate the box.
I always knew you were a scientist at heart
Just as the breeze with speed and build, you sat upon the fence
Clucking like a chicken making perfect sense

Pass that gun, hand me that knife,
Man's little monster has been brought back to life

You say your cat sees in the dark
You criticize the flow and isolate the box
I always knew you were a scientist at heart
I always knew you were

Last train to Norwich
Schrodinger's cat is dead to the world
Last train to Norwich
 
 

Schrodinger's Cat is a famous thought experiment attempting to clarify some of the varagies of quantum physics. This track didn't make it on to the Elemental album because Alan (Griffiths) and I had such a rambling arragement which we couldn't rationalise until the time restrictions and relaxed mentality of the B-Side enabled it to happen by itself. Musically, it's another attempt to rewrite " I am The Walrus " interspersed with a piano break reminiscent of "Something In The Air".

My Life In The Suicide Ranks
 

My life, my life in the suicide ranks
My life, my life in the suicide ranks
My life, my life in the suicide ranks
My life, my life in the suicide ranks
My life, my life in the suicide ranks
My life, my life in the suicide ranks

I used to call it
Are you still precious
Love for your mother
Wine on the carpet
All in the breaks of dawn
You'll find the widest while you came
???????

My life, my life in the suicide ranks
My life, my life in the suicide ranks
My life, my life in the suicide ranks
Love me like a child, no one tells me why
My life, my life in the suicide ranks
My life, my life in the suicide ranks

My life, my life in the suicide ranks
My life, my life in the suicide ranks

Whoah, thank you for the help but
Well, the high road is the low road
Tell me what do you think this is
Who know better all of a talk

Will you hold me, will you shake me
Will you think you're all alone'
Will you help me sell a record with the color of your skin
I open up let the darkness come in

My life, my life in the suicide ranks
 
 

It was during the fustrations of the initial sessions of Seeds of Love: we were working on the fifteenth version of a song called Rhythm of Life which later turned up on the Oleta Adams record; that this song was born. The drum track had been been originally programmed for Rhythm, Chris was playing a prophet bass sound, Ian (Stanley) was playing pizzicato strings, Dave Bascombe on mellotron and myself detuned electric piano; we just started jamming and what you hear is how it came out. I had always intended to record this song properly but somehow the original jam says it all. Every once in awhile I listen to the Suicide Jam tapes and dream of making a whole album this under-produced. There's more where this came from. (Chris)

When In Love With A Blind Man
 

When in love with a blind man
You watch what you say
And you watch yourself burn
With dreams of escaping
Make love to the man who shapes your behaviour

When in love with a blind man
You love on your own
To an occasional smile
You never know why but sometimes he smiles
And sometimes just lies there, so jealous
 
 

This song predates a track called The Working Hour from The Big Chair album. The motif is identical; it's something Ian came up with which I later put melody and lyrics to. It was recorded in The Wool Hall and was the B-Side to Head Over Heels.

Pharaohs

(Instrumental)
 
 

No matter how horrifying the conditions may really be the voice reading the shipping forecast is deliberately calm and relaxed. Recorded at The Wool  Hall for the B-Side of "Everybody" in a clam and relaxed way. (Chris)

Deja Vu & The Sins of Science
 

Deja Vu
Deja vu

I must learn to protect myself
I'm not a man of violence
I must learn to protect myself
From the sins of science

People came and broke the law
Broke the vows of silence
I must learn to protect myself
From the sins of science

Deja Vu
Deja vu

I must learn to protect myself
I'm not a man of violence
I must learn to protect myself
From the sins of science

People came and broke the law
Broke the vows of silence
I must learn to protect myself
From the sins of science

Deja vu
Deja vu
 
 

From the same source as Schrodinger's Cat in as much as it's an anti-science song. This track features a Japanese monk and samples of car doors slamming.

The Marauders

(Instrumental)
 
 

So much of what we recorded in the early eighties was dependant on the emerging technology of the day. It was a very exciting time for knob twiddlers. The Yamaha DX7 (which has no knobs) was a revolutionary new keyboard and was ripe for the plucking of various presets, giving you an instant B-Side and an easy way to arrange Ian's sweet and doleful tune. This was the B-Side of The Way You Are.

Tears Roll Down
 

Into that void of silence
Where we cry without sound

Where Tears Roll Down
Where Tears Roll Down

And where your mother's violence
Sent your soul underground

Where Tears Roll Down
Where Tears Roll Down
 
 

The only thing I've ever done in 7/8. I came up with this riff while shooting the video for Sowing The Seeds in Portland, Oregan, USA. Dave Bascombe's chord sequence enabled me to finish it. This song was later augmented with a verse and released as Laid So Low (Tears Roll Down) to promote the greatest hits albums.

New Star
 

Baby your deal is surreal just like lightning, streakin' on
Heaven still is a state of mind, where did we go wrong?
What happen to those old convictions
Went up in smoke
Baby, while your back breaks slowly
By the skin of your teeth
You'll be under their thumb

Moving from this state of friction
We all got stars in our eyes
But you know by now your one restriction
Is at the edge of the sky

Keep shining like a new star
Shining like a new star
Baby we better start
'cause baby we're alive
New star

Shadows are still when the will
has no strength left to carry on
You're flat on you back with your heart attack
Where the hell have you gone?
The pressure and pain, all the fire and ice
when you're playing a game, with the rats and the mice
While your back breaks slowly
By the skin of your teeth
You'll be under their thumb

New star
Shining like a new star
Baby we better start
'cause baby we're alive
New star

New star
Shining like a new star
Baby we better start
'cause baby we're alive
New star

Dreaming so clever in all kinds of weather
Where did you mention that you buried your treasure
After the pleasure of givin' is gone
You'll be as one under the same sun

Shining like a new star
Shining like a new star
Shining like a new star
Shining like a new star

New star
Shining like a new star
Baby we better start
'cause baby we're alive
New star

'cause baby we're alive
 
 

Again, another contender for the "Elemental" album which just refused to come together. This track, apart from becoming a B-Side was the opening to a film called "Threesome".

The Body Wah

(Instrumental)
 
 

"The Body Wah" started life as the name of a wah-wah guitar sample, taken from the multitrack of "Lord of Karma". We slowed the sample down and wrote a song around it which later became "Elemental". As we already commited ourselves to the title due to artwork time restrictions, Alan and I built up a new track based around a new sample, taken from the radio, of a woman describing a well-known female politician "because she has power - she has personality". This along with "Lord of Karma" was the B-Side of "Laid So Low".

Lord of Karma
 

There's been some knocking
There's been some heavy knocking
It sounds like someone wants to break down the door
My super ego where I go, he go,
You come a reeping, come a keeping the score and I say
Lord of karma, your mystic-pain-o-rama
One good reason, keep my feet on the ground and I say
Lord of karma, your mystic-pain-o-rama
Karma Come on down, oh no, no.

Lord of Karma
Down on bended knees forever
Lord of Karma
Down on bended knees forever

Take fear and loathing and put new clothing on it
Infatuation with a snowmountain climb
In limitation and Devil's advocation
Come and make it quick, then hit it the ground and I say
Lord of karma, your mystic-pain-o-rama
Karma, Come on down, oh no, no.

Lord of Karma
Down on bended knees forever
Lord of Karma
Down on bended knees forever
Lord of Karma
Down on bended knees forever

These are the reasons and these are the laws
In one life you're rich, in the next you are poor
Save your excuses, your tensions and fears
Be sure as you go and you go with the flow
And you reap what you sow as above, so below

Mind your lip and swing your hips
And be selective, be objective
No pain, no gain, no pain, no gain, no pain, no gain
No pain, no gain, no pain, no gain, no pain, no gain
No pain...

Lord of Karma
Lord of Karma
Lord of Karma
Lord of Karma
Lord of Karma
Lord of Karma
Lord of Karma
 
 

File under Saturn(ine). With this track we were trying to get somewhere between the Happy Mondays and Jimi Hendrix's Crosstown Traffic.

Bloodletting Go
 

Life, mama says
Is bloodletting go
If I care for nothing
Sun don't shine and the grass don't grow
Bloodletting go

Society dictates
by rules and regulations
But when things are so tired
You see things in the wrong light
Soon there will be no light
If the sun don't shine

Life, mama says
Is bloodletting go
If I care for nothing
Sun don't shine and the grass don't grow
Bloodletting go

If by chance we both forget
The passage of space and time between
Pick up the pieces cold and wet
And drive them before the light to clean
Good times, bad times
Pain will come and pain will go
If I care for nothing
Sun don't shine

And if by chance we both forget
The passage of space and time between
Pick up the pieces cold and wet
And drive them before the light to clean
Good times, bad times
Pain will come and pain will go
If I care for nothing
Sun don't shine and the grass don't grow
Bloodletting go
 
 

One of the first songs written with Alan Griffiths. It was kept on the back burner for a long time and was eventually released on the B-Side of "Break It Down Again".

Always In The Past
 

Money can't change the way you feel
Smoke stains on your fingertips
Made for life is no big deal
When there's something behind you that just doesn't fit

And I can't stop thinking
Always in the past
No, no, I just can't stop thinking
Always in the past
It was always in

Smoke screens up at the break of day
Boy you must had a lonely night
And did your dreams reveal God's plan?
Did heaven say you're gonna make it allright

And I can't stop thinking
Always in the past
No, no, I just can't stop thinking
Always in the past
It was always in

Walk those streets
Paved with gold
You and I we are one and the same
We've got a whole lot of soul
Dance those steps
Of the ancient plague
You could sharpen knives on the famous lives
That were never saved

I just can't stop thinking
Always in the past
No, no, I just can't stop thinking
Always in the past
It was always in

I can't stop thinking
Always in the past
No, no, I just can't stop thinking
Always in the past
It was always in
 
 

A track that didn't make on to the "Seeds of Love" album. It was passed between us from fairlight to fairlight until it ended up in this shape destined for the secret world of the B-Side.

Sea Song
 

You look different every time
You come from the foam - crested brine
It's your skin shining softly in the moonlight
Partly fish, partly porpoise, partly baby sperm whale
Am I yours? are you mine to play with?

Joking apart, when you're drunk you're terrific
When you're drunk I like you mostly late at night
You're quite allright
But I can't understand the different you
In the morning
When it's time to play at being human for a while
We smile - we smile - we smile

You'll be different in the spring, I know
You're a seasonal beast
Like the starfish that drift in with the tide - with the tide
So until your blood runs to meet the next full moon
Your madness fits in nicely with my own, with my own
Your lunacy fits neatly with my own
My very own
We're not alone
 
 

This track was the B-Side of "I Believe" which was so clearly inspired by Robert Wyatt that I thought it would be a good idea to cover one of his songs for the flip side. His voice in my opinion is one the best. Not something I felt I could match, but if I introduced one person to his music then it would have been worth it.

 

Ashes To Ashes

Do you remember a guy that's been
In such an early song
I've heard a rumour from ground control
Oh no, don't say it's true

They got a message from the action man
I'm happy, hope you're happy too
I've loved all I've needed love
Sordid details fall away

The shrieking of nothing is killing me
Just pictures of Jap girls in synthesis
I ain't got no money and I ain't got no hair
And I'd quit but the planet it's glowing

Ashes to ashes, fun to funky
We know Major Tom's a junkie
Strung out in heaven's high
Hitting an all-time low

Time and again - I tell myself
I'll stay clean tonight
But the little green wheels are following me
Oh no, not again
I'm stuck with a valuable friend
I'm happy, hope you're happy too
One flash of light but no smoking pistol

I've never done good things
I've never done bad things
I've never done anything out of the blue, woh-o-oh
I want an axe to break the ice
I wanna come down right now

Ashes to ashes, fun to funky
We know Major Tom's a junkie
Strung out in heaven's high
Hitting an all-time low

My mama said to get things done
You'd better not mess with Major Tom

My mama said to get things done
You'd better not mess with Major Tom

My mama said to get things done
You'd better not mess with Major Tom

My mama said to get things done
You'd better not mess with Major Tom
 
 

The NME were putting together a compilation of various artist covering their favorite number ones and asked us if we would care to contribute. When perusing the list, I was shocked how few I really cared for. In the end we plumped for this brillant piece by Bowie and tried desperately to do something original with it; eventually gave up and made a carbon copy - still it's better than Blur's version of "Maggie May" (or it is ?!!!!)

 

Empire Building

(Instrumental)
 
 

Created almost entirely from an 8-bit, 2 second sample of an early Simple Minds' drum intro (the mind boggles!!!!). This was inspired by "Breaker Morant" - a film about the conduct of soldiers in the Boer war... I think I'd been listening to too much Art of Noise.

The Way You Are

Going far, getting nowhere
Going far, the way you are

Going far, getting nowhere
Going far, the way you are

These fingers aren't my fingers
These hands are not my hands
No one sees and no one cares
What gets broken
Not for rhyme and not for reason
What gets broken
What gets broken

Going far, getting nowhere
Going far, the way you are

In the river my machinery  (And the river of machinery) ?
Slows to a heartbeat
Echoing ghost just laid by (Echoing ghost tunes made by) ?
Those who whistle while they work
Out of time and out of season
What gets broken

Going far, getting nowhere
Going far, the way you are
 
 

I think this was the point at which we realised we had to change direction.